I sat on the bus on my ways to school. Listening to music and paying no attention to the other students. At one of the stops my mind snapped back to reality. I looked at the small house, Tommy's house, I thought. A hand slipped through the drapes of the window and waved the bus driver. Think he was sick i go on listening to my music. A few weeks later there was a new story saying him and his whole family was murdered. The next day the driver stopped in front of his house I was about to get up to tell the driver what happened but in the corner of my eye a pale hand slips out the drapes and waves.I was shocked and I froze.
